Date: 1788
"I own that my heart yields like wax to the impression of the little god"
preview | full record— Cobb, James (1756-1818)
Date: 1788
A heart of wax may be "soon hot and soon cold, and yields to a different impression every day"
preview | full record— Cobb, James (1756-1818)
Date: 1789, 1797
"Ah, say, deluded Maid, / Would you, whose mind is pure as winter's snow, / Assort with one distain'd by foulest guilt, / Whose nightly rest the murther'd sprites would break."
preview | full record— Berkeley, George Monck (1763-1793)